Psychoraptors belong to Luiza "Z" Mendoza (Freakzter)
The persistent breeze bothered me. I could deal with the lack of trees and flowers and shade, but he wind chaffed my tail, and made my body unpleasantly itchy. I rolled around frequently, trying to relieve the constant irritation, but it was always right back, sometimes worse than before. The plains sucked. Migrating sucked.
My ears pricked up as I heard a sharp screech from in front of me. It was MouthSlash, the leader of our small grip, calling an unexpected halt. We all stopped and looked around tensely; there were no breaks, and it was barely midnight. MouthSlash whipped around to fa